1415 Battling With a Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage Powerhouse!

"In this case, is your Zheng Clan trying to seek death?" Duan Ling Tian asked nonchalantly as he narrowed his eyes.

From the very beginning, Duan Ling Tian's expression did not change at all. Although he was just told that the person who was going to attack him was a Martial Cultivator at the Perfection Mortal Shedding Stage, his expression remained calm.

This caused Zheng Lin's heart to sink.

For a moment, he even felt that there had to be someone protecting Duan Ling Tian in the dark for him to be so daring. However, he soon dismissed this thought.

According to Zheng Jian, there was nobody next to Duan Ling Tian ever since he left Mound Hill City… On top of that, the reason they did not make their move for so long was so they could observe him for a few days. They only decided to make a move after they ascertained that no one was protecting him in the dark.

After all, if the news of them killing the disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City spread out, a calamity would fall on the entire Zheng Clan of New South Town.

The City Governor's Estate of Mound Hill City estate was an eighth-rate force. It was easy for them to annihilate a ninth-rate force like the Zheng Clan.

"Unless he has a Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse protecting him, and he's hiding in the sky that's why we didn't notice him. However, this is highly unlikely!" Zheng Lin made up his mind when he thought of this.

There were not many Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouses even in the City Governor's Estate of Mound Hill City.

In his opinion, even if Duan Ling Tian was the disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City, it was not enough for the City Governor to dispatch a Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse just to protect him in the dark.

"Duan Ling Tian, stop deceiving us! Today, no matter how calm your facade is and no matter what you say, you're still going to die!" Zheng Jian smirked. "From the moment you became my enemy, your destiny's already set in stones! You'll die without a doubt! Even after you've become the disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City, you still can't change your fate!"

When he reached the end of his sentence, jealousy and hatred could be seen in his eyes. He was jealous and hated Duan Ling Tian for being able to become a disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City.

On the other hand, not only did Zheng Jian fail to become the disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City, he was actually expelled from the City Governor's Estate of Mound Hill City!

He wanted Duan Ling Tian to die! Only then would he be able to vent his anger and regain the balance in his mind.

"So what if you're the disciple of the City Governor of Mound Hill City? You'll still die in my New South Town's Zheng Clan's hands anyway." Zheng Jian's eyes were filled with disdain when he looked at Duan Ling Tian.

"You look down on me?" Duan Ling Tian smiled brilliantly when he saw Zheng Jian's gaze. "Zheng Jian, you've suffered a defeat at my hands, and yet you still have the audacity to look at me like that? Looks like the lesson you were taught previously is not enough, huh?"

The moment his words left his mouth, he was already charging toward Zheng Jian without giving Zheng Qian time to react.

Zheng Jian did not expect Duan Ling Tian to make a move on him. His expression immediately turned horrified.

"You're looking for death!" Zheng Qiang snarled loudly. It was as though he had transformed into a bolt of lightning when he charged at Duan Ling Tian at a speed that was much faster than Duan Ling Tian.

With the speed that Duan Ling Tian was currently using, by the time he arrived before Zheng Jian, Zheng Qiang had arrived in a timely manner to block his attack.

This was why Zheng Lin, the Martial Cultivator at the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage, did not make a move at all and merely watched coldly from the sidelines.

"Is he really just a Martial Cultivator at the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage? Based on his speed, he's on par with most Martial Cultivators at the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage. However, he's still a little too inexperienced to try and kill someone in front of Zheng Qiang," Zheng Lin smirked inwardly as he watched coldly from the side.

When Duan Ling Tian arrived in front of Zheng Jian, Zheng Qiang had indeed made it in time. He positioned himself between Duan Ling Tian and Zheng Jian and blocked his attack.

Zheng Jian who was so shocked to the point that he began to break out in cold sweat shouted at the top of his lungs, "Uncle Qiang, kill him!"

"Idiot!" A smile crept up on the corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth when he saw Zheng Qiang had appeared in front of Zheng Jian. It was a smile that indicated his plan had succeeded.

When Zheng Qiang saw this smile, his heart jolted and was filled with an ominous feeling.

He was about to dismiss the ominous feeling when he noticed Duan Ling Tian who was standing before him had taken out a tattered bow with just a raise of his hand.

Sound of Death!

Along with the loud and cacophonous clang that resonated in the air, a solidified True Energy light blade swept out. It looked like a death scepter when it forcibly beheaded Zheng Qiang.

Zheng Qiang's eyes were still wide open, watching as he was severed from the other half of his body before his consciousness began to fade.

From the beginning until the end, he did not even have a chance to make his move at all.

However, this was not the end.

After the True Energy light blade that was similar to a death scepter beheaded Zheng Qiang, it continued to sweep out and beheaded Zheng Jian as well.

With just one move, he managed to kill two people.

All of these happened in just a blink of an eye. It was so fast that even Zheng Lin could not react in time.

In Zheng Lin's view, when Zheng Qiang appeared in front of Duan Ling Tian, his big head had already left his body in just a blink of an eye… It was the same for Zheng Jian.

"You're seeking death!" Zheng Lin snarled as soon as he regained his senses. His robes began to flutter even though there was no wind. His hair band had also snapped causing it to flutter as well, looking like snakes writhing in the air.

Meanwhile, a powerful aura rose from his body. It was as though he had transformed into a mountain as he charged at Duan Ling Tian.

"He has only broken through to the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage and is still unstable… Hmmm, this is a good chance for me to practice my skills!" Duan Ling Tian was not afraid of Zheng Lin who was charging at him in a frenzy. Instead, his eyes had immediately brightened.

At the same time, the 52 Saint Veins in his body guided the True Energy in his Qi Sea and covered his entire body in just a second, activating the Silver Shirt immediately.

At this instant, Duan Ling Tian's entire body seemed as though it was covered with a silver shirt, and his aura began to change as well.

Duan Ling Tian did not intend to take advantage of the furious Zheng Lin who had thrown a punch over.

"Good timing!" Duan Ling Tian charged toward him excitedly. He punched out as well to gain an advantage by striking only after the enemy had struck. It was as though it had transformed into a cannonball guided by True Energy as it clashed violently with Zheng Lin's punch.

This punch had contained Duan Ling Tian's full strength.

After casting the Silver Shirt, his brute strength became even more appalling, and the True Energy that was carried by the 52 Saint Veins completely exploded at this moment.

A punch against a punch. Before the punches even met, a series of ear-piercing sounds of air detonation reverberated thunderously in the air.

Bang!

In just a blink of an eye, Duan Ling Tian's punch finally collided with Zheng Lin's punch.

"Do you think that you can fight with me, Zheng Lin, just because you're able to kill Zheng Qiang? You overestimate yourself too much!" At that instant when their punches met, a smile filled disdain bloomed on Zheng Lin's face.

However, the smile on his face immediately froze in the next moment.

As the two punches collided, a loud bang suddenly resonated in the air. A strong airwave swept out and turned many of the accessories in the room into powder. Even the door and windows were blasted open.

"Brother Ling Tian!" Naturally, the huge commotion had drawn Hong Yu over.

When he arrived, he saw Duan Ling Tian locked in a stalemate with an old man…. Although Duan Ling Tian's face was pale, the old man looked even more wretched. He was vomiting blood non-stop.

"I-Impossible! Impossible!" Zheng Lin raised his head and looked at Duan Ling Tian in disbelief.

He did not use any Saint Weapon and neither did his opponent.

Yet, in such a condition, he was thwarted by his opponent even though he was the one who had struck first to gain the upper hand. Moreover, he noticed his opponent had only suffered minor injuries even though he was grievously injured.

He could not accept this!

Was Duan Ling Tian not Martial Cultivator at the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage? Did he not only have strength on par with a Martial Cultivator at the Mastery Mortal Shedding Stage?

Not only did he manage to kill Zheng Qiang who was at the Perfection Mortal Shedding Stage, but he was even able to suppress him.

"Nothing's impossible." Duan Ling Tian smirked. A hint of excitement gleamed in the depth of his eyes.

It did not cross his mind that he could really defeat a Martial Cultivator at the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage heads-on when he unleashed his full strength.

Although it was obvious his opponent had just broken through to the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage recently, it was still the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage. Its strength was not something even people at the peak of the Perfection Mortal Shedding Stage could compare to.

"Don't be so happy yet! I didn't use any Saint Weapon earlier!" Zheng Lin had recovered a little after consuming a Healing Medicinal Pill. His aura instantly changed when he raised a full moon machete in his hand. A sharp aura rose on his body immediately.

"You didn't use any Saint Weapon, but I did?" Duan Ling Tian snorted before he lifted the Sun Shooting Bow in his hand.

A man who had been defeated by him without the use of any Saint Weapon was trying to defeat him using a Saint Weapon? Did that person really think the Sun Shooting Bow in his hand was just a decoration?

Zheng Lin's face turned extremely grave when he heard Duan Ling Tian's words and saw the Sun Shooting Bow in his hand.

He finally remembered Duan Ling Tian did not use any Saint Weapon as well earlier.

A sense of helplessness rose in his heart at this moment.

"Duan Ling Tian, since you're fine, and there are already two casualties in my New South Town's Zheng Clan, let's just call it a draw between you and my New South Town's Zheng Clan. From today onward, let's not interfere with each other, what do you think?" Zheng Lin asked with a sudden change of expression on his face when he realized it would be difficult for him to kill Duan Ling Tian.

"Let's call it a draw? Let's not interfere with each other anymore?" Duan Ling Tian laughed mockingly. "Do you think this is possible? Today, if I were a little weaker, would you have been willing to call it a draw and left me alone?"

Bang!

With a speed as fast as a bolt of lightning — even Duan Ling Tian did not expect this to happen too — Zheng Lin stomped on the ground and relied on the force to fly away instantly. He speed was so fast that he was not inferior to Duan Ling Tian who had yet to make a breakthrough in his movement technique.

When Duan Ling Tian regained his senses, Zheng Lin had already swept out of the window, and his figure was already disappearing in the night sky.

"Trying to flee?" Duan Ling Tian smirked. With a raise of his hand, he took out an arrow and shot it out, ready to give chase using his movement technique, Body and Arrow Synchronization… With the help of the Body and Arrow Synchronization, which he had recently broken through, he was confident he could catch up to Zheng Lin.

However, an afterimage appeared in his left eye and entered the house. His attention immediately shifted to that person.

The newcomer showed himself, and Duan Ling Tian saw a handsome middle-aged man with an impressive bearing.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was holding Zheng Lin in his hand as though he was an eagle holding on to a little chick.